HI guys, I'm back with another story! I warning you now, this might be pretty hard to follow, so try and keep up or shot me a message with some questions, I will gladly clarify. By the way, don't be surprised if you see some familiar scenes from certain shows and stuff, (Heroes, Sonic, CSI, etc). It's all going to play in together, thanks and please R&R!

P.S. - will probably have some yaoi, or yaoi references, so don't flame me for that okay.

Disclaimer- I don't own Powerpuff girls Z OR Powerpuff girls, nor do I own any other references that might come into play in the story.

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8 years ago, in Labyrinth Isle: a large but remote island in the middle of the Bermuda triangle, walked a young boy. He had sky blue hair that went to about his waist, tucked in a neatly loose braid with some falling over the right side of his face, crimson red eyes and fairly pale skin. He wasn't exactly scrawny, but he was thin and his height was shorter than most boys his age. He had small features and gentle eyes, and lightly black painted lips His name was Sanford P. Ingleberry, because of the odd lisp he was born with, everyone though that his middle initial was a "D", but it actually was "P". Sanford Percival Ingleberry was his name, though he was addressed as "young master" or "his highness" more than anything. Yes, this adorably devious little child was no other than the only son of Labyrinth's' prestigious King Gordon Ingleberry.

The young Sanford wandered around the castle grounds, picking and sniffing some of the exotic flowers that only grew in that area. The village was very old fashion, with it being so far from civilization. Their life could be described as very "medieval", knights and ladies, dunces and dragons, Kings and Queens, and wizards and magic. With the young prince being the only son and heir to the throne, he was taught the best way of fighting and defense in that area, sword fighting.

"Y-young Master, its t-time for your d-daily lessons," called a young blonde, servant girl. Sanford dropped the plant from his hands and brushed off his black silk Victorian school outfit, then followed the timid girl to the castle.

*swish* *clang* *clash*

It wasn't like sword practice was difficult, but Sanford always ended up getting tired at the end. It was just him against his faithful teacher, Sir Germaine, one of his father's knights.

Their blades met again and clashed loudly in the empty large upper castle chamber. Germaine swung his sword at Sanford again, though he ducked and used his small stature to slide under the older man's legs. Swing, clash, duck, swing, clash, duck, Sanford did a quick back flip and used his most powerful swing, enough to knock the sword straight out of Sir Germaine's hands. It clanked loudly and skidded to a stop halfway across the floor.

"Very well done Sire." he silently retrieved the sword. "You have greatly improved, not that you weren't skilled to begin with. I suppose that if what happens when you are the only son to King Ingleberry, class is over, you are dismissed."

Sanford gathered his things and bowed to his Master before exiting the room. He passed his fathers chambers when he heard strange voices passing through.

"The Knights are ready Sire…"

"And you are sure that your Knights will go thought with it…"

Then he heard his father's voice.

"My knight are prided for their naïve loyalty, they will not ask questions, now, you are all dismissed, we shall continue tomorrow"

"As you wish me Lord"

Sanford heard 5 pairs of footsteps coming towards the doorway, he quickly scurried behind the next corridor, waiting until the steps disappeared down the other hallway. He breathed a sigh of relief and headed into his Father's private quarters. He knocked three times then let himself in.

"Father…"

"Sanford, my son, come in."

He did as he was told and sat in one of the many red velvet seats in front of his lavish and large desk, littered in maps and papers.

"Why have you come to see me this day, my son."

"I…heard some men talking in here, I was wondering what were they talking about?"

His father put down the quill that he was writing with and looked his son in the eye.

"My son, how much did you here?"

Hearing the change in his father's voice, Sanford thought quickly and altered his answer.

"Nothing much, just something about the knights…"

"Well then you needn't worry my son." He stood and faced the village though the large arch shaped window, his back to Sanford.

"My son, our land is growing weak and we need resources for our people. When you come of age and rule this land, you too will understand the price it takes to keep your people alive and well."

Sanford nodded his head in understanding as his father continued.

"Our village is fairly large and our knights are well trained and armed, the surrounding villages would be no match for us if we chose to attack."

Sanford widened his eyes.

"But won't innocent people be hurt if we attack, even if it is for our benefit"

King Ingleberry chuckled and placed his hand on his son's head.

"It is called a necessary evil, my son."

Sanford nodded uneasily, "will I be expected to fight as well?"

"You are one of the best knights I have, my son, I need you to fight with the other knights. Can I count on you, my son?"

Sanford looked into his father's old tired eyes, and sighed.

"Of course my father"

*Two weeks later*

A young black haired boy with freckles and a torn outfit ran through the volcanic ruins of Labyrinth. The sound of horses galloping could still be heard in the distance as he quickened his pace and quickly turned behind a rotting, scorched tree. The horses and angry knights quickly passed him, their sounds faded in the distance. He sighed in exhaustion and slid down to the ground, plopping his sword beside him.

"Phew, I finally lost those guys, but there's no time for resting" he stood and grabbed his sword, "not until King Ingleberry's head is on a silver platter."

He continued to run, trying desperately to reach the King's castle, and avenge his fallen village.

When King Ingleberry moved his troops out, they viciously attacked and pillaged the surrounding villages until there was nothing left. The king began to take the prisoners one by one and forced them to make more ammunition for the rest of the attack. This once beautiful and peaceful land grew cold and the sky darkened. Remains of towns, possessions, and town's people littered the ground. The boy glanced down at his fallen comrades with remorse. He was 10, a young self trained knight, and the son of the local blacksmith. His name was Ginger Black, a headstrong boy that wasn't too large for his age, though he used his attitude to make up for that.

"I can't believe…that all of this is happening." He slowed down as he began crossing the magma fields. The stone path was scorched and gazers filled with lava spewed up from the ground, rivers of lava flowed to the right, and the cliff the fell into the pit of lava was on the left. No, this wasn't the safest place for a child to be, but this was the only area the wasn't covered with the King's knights, or so he thought.

"Halt, who goes there?"

Ginger looked up to find the source of the voice. Not to far away was a young boy around his age, dressed in silver armor and wielding a large sword. He had a pointed silver helmet that only showed a few stands of his blue hair. He had his sword pointed at the ground, though he was ready to swing at any moment.

"I am Sanford Percival Ingleberry, top knight on Labyrinth Isle, only son and heir to King Ingleberry. State your name and you master, sir."

Ginger regained his posture and straightened up.

"My name is Ginger Black, and I have no master, if this bloodshed is what a knight is supposed to do!"

"Alright then, Sir Ginger, prepare for battle!"

Sanford whipped his sword up and charged with incredible speed at the stunned Ginger, thought he thought quickly and barely swung his sword up in a desperate block attempt. The swords clashed again and again as Ginger began to be pushed back towards to edge. Sanford swung at Ginger's stomach, barely grazing the cloth, as Ginger took the hilt of his sword and smashed it into the side of Sanford's face. The blue-haired knight slid under the other and slashed quickly at Ginger's shoulder, creating a painful gash. The black haired knight fell to the ground holding his wound and took a few breaths as the other stood up and charged once more. Sanford leapt in the air and did a series of flips, making a human saw blade out of himself, and aimed straight for Ginger. Barely leaping backwards several times, he landed on his back and skidded up against a large rock. Sanford rushed after him and wielded up his sword, ready for the final blow, but didn't expect Ginger to swing back his heels and kick him straight in the stomach, sending him crash landing into the ground. Ginger limped up to him and raised the hilt of his sword, and slammed it into the sides of his face causing the younger boy to fall unmoving to the ground.

Ginger stood back as the other knight began to move a bit, to sit up. During the last attack, Ginger had failed to notice that he had knock Sanford's helmet completely off, it now laid at his feet. The defeated boy's blue hair cascaded down his back and pooled on the ground, most in his face, though that didn't hide the bloody bruises on is face, nor the tears threatening to fall.

"I-I don't believe it, I was defeated by a mere knave, I-I have dis-honored my king and my village."

Ginger approached the fallen child, feeling a bit guilty now. Though Sanford looked up at him with nothing but determination and pride in his crimson red eyes.

"What are you waiting for, take the last strike and gain your honor." He lowered his head and waited for the painful slash, though when it never came, he slowly raised his head to look at Ginger.

"Don't you think enough blood has been shed?" Ginger chuckled softly but bitterly to himself.

"I don't understand, your chivalry is disgraceful."

"You can't be older than me, why would you want to throw away your life in a meaning-less battle."

"Those who fail their king are not fit to live."

Ginger looked at the boy one last time before heading off and leaving him still kneeling on the ground.

"Kid, you know what your father is doing is wrong, hurting all these innocents people and such. I thought that being a knight was all about protecting the innocent. Isn't there more to being a knight than just serving a king? When you come to your senses and decide to take a stand, come find me."

"Are you recommending that I go against my village, King, and Father?"

"…That choice is up to you."

Ginger walked away, leaving Sanford to his thoughts

*8 years later, in Soundsville*

"Eh, come on Snake, what's takin' ya." Ace popped a cigarette in his mouth as he yelled at the blue haired boy.

"Yessss, comingss bosss." Snake hurried us his pace and caught up with the rest of the gang, taking his rightful place next the leader. The sun was shining, another great sunny autumn day in Soundsville. The notorious Gangreen gang was heading to do what they do best, causing trouble and just annoying the crap outta anyone around them. Though today, they were going to do their favorite past time; spray painting the mayor's building with tons of vulgur graffiti, yes, fun indeed.

As they walked through the normally crowded streets of the town, they relized something strange, besides the point that everyone in town was running and screaming in the other direction. The sky seemed to darken and thunder roared in the clouds, Snake looked skeptical, but didn't seem fazed.

"Hey guys, how much you wanna bet that everybody's running cause of something' Mojo did." Ace as well as the rest of gang laughed at the frightened faces of the townspeople, except lil' Auturo.

"uhhh b-boss, t-that's not MOJO!" Lil' Auturo screeched as a car went flying past them, crashing into their beloved club house.

'NOOO! NOT THE CLUB HOUSE! The hells goin' on?"

The gang scattered as debris from broken building and cars went flying around.

"Why doess thiss remindss me of ssomething…ssomething familiar?"

Snake thought silently to himself as he dodged a piece of someone's door coming straight towards him.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU IDIOTS DO!" Kara(Him) came running towards the gangreen gang, looking a mixture of confused, scared and pissed off.

"Wha' do ya mean, we didn't do nothing'." Ace argued back,

"Well if you didn't create this monster, and Mojo didn't, then who did?"

"Well who ever created this, we sure are gonna stop it!" Everyone looked up as Soundsville's 'heroines swooped in the air to fight against the monster.

The gangreen gang and Him follow them to get a better look at what was causing this madness.

They turned the corner to the main street and saw it standing there; like something from the middle ages, a large10ft man, clad in tons of glimmering black armor with a exceptionally strong sword that had an odd purple haze covering it. He rode on a large black stallion, who's eye sockets were bare except for a purple gas coming from them. They were levitating in the air, looking like a ghost from the medieval period.

"N-noss way, it can'tss bess…" Everyone glanced at Snake who's eyes were wide and was backing up slowly from the scene.

"Yo Snake, whats gotten into you-"

"YOU THERE!"

All attention turned toward the Black Knight, who was glaring right at them. He focused on the short blue haired member of the team.

"I knew I could find you here, my son"

All eyes refocused on Snake, as his eyes widened even more. He shook his head slowly back and forth.

"N-no Itss can'tss bes, you'ress suppose to bes dead?"

"I AM IMORTAL, and now I'll make sure that you can't stand in my way again!"The knight flew down on his stallion and grabbed Snake before anyone could even realize what happened.

"AHH! LETSS MESSS GO!" Snake squirmed under the man's grip but eventually fell unconscious from the purple haze surrounding him.

"Oh no you don't!" The powerpuff girls flew up toward the man, but were carelessly thrown back to the ground but a quick swing of the Knight's sword. They crash landed, bounced, then landed again face down on the concrete street as the man flew away with his hostage.

"Oh no! THAT BAD MAN'S GOT SNAKE!" Lil Auturo ran around in circles with tears bubbling everywhere.

"No worries Auturo, well get Snake back, but… why didn't that yguys want him anyways, he isn't very useful?"

"That's not very nice, considering the fact that he just got kidnapped…" Karou said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

Though before Ace could shout a come back, they noticed someone running and shouting towards them.

"Hey you all! I need your help!"

The gang got quiet as a boy around 18 came skidding to a stop before them. He had shaggy black hair that was pulled back in a low ponitail, freckles, and was wearing black cargo pants with a white button down shirt. He had his hands on his knees and was panting as if he had just run a marathon.

He lifted his head, "Did *pant* any of *wheeze* you guys see a blue haired kid around here?"

Ace and the gang looked at each other.

"Mabye, who wants to know-"

"A BIG BAD MONSTER TOOK OUR BLUE HAIRED FRIEND!" Lil Auturo shouted out, cutting off Ace.

"Crap! I'm too late, I gotta act now!" The boy pivoted on his heels and was about to run off again when Ace stopped him by grabbing his arm.

"Wait a sec bud, why do you wanna know about where Snake went?"

"Ugg, I don't have time for this, and his proper name is Sanford!"

"h-how did you know that, just who the hell are you?"

"I'm an old friend of Sanford, and someone who's trying to save the world, but I can't unless you LET. ME. GO!"

"Not until you tell me whats going on!"

"Grr, FINE fine, whatever, just grab your friends and hurry up, we don't have much time!"

"Good, alright gang, you heard him, lets go! By the way kid, what's your name?"

"The name's Ginger, and I'll explain everything else along the way."

The Gangreen gang and Him ran after Ginger who was going at top speed.

"Do you think we should follow them?" Miyako asked Momoko.

"What ever they're getting themselves into can't possible be good, we had better tag along!"The girls joined the group as they began what will soon become one of the biggest adventures of their lifetime.

*TBC*

Alright, that concludes chapter 1, and I really hope you all enjoy it. If you don't understand something feel free to shoot me a message and I will gladly clear things up.

FAQ

*No, Sanford's nose is not gigantic in the flashback, I'll say it gets that way after he gets hit by the black light

*We'll just say that Ginger knew it was Snake was Sanford because they're aren't many sky blue haired people in Soundsville, or he was stalking him, whichever works for you.

*in the flash backs, he still has a lisp, but it isn't as drastic as it is when he's in his black light form.